It was Sunday, and I had gone to my cousin’s place. But unfortunately, only her mother was there. It was not so nice to leave, so I stayed there and...talked with her mom. She insisted on making some food for me which I couldn’t resist. I just sat there on the sofa, bored.Suddenly, I got a text from the Tinder girl. She asked me where I was, and I told her I was at my cousin’s place. She then asked me if my cousin was there too. I replied no and just told her I was getting bored there. I have a. I still had to make amends for my stupidity. My heart was torn apart with grief, but only for a moment. I decided that mourning would come later.Monique stood up, a tall beautiful woman, sensual in every way. Her short grey hair, alabaster skin, designer safari clothes and painted nails oozed confidence and to me, humiliation. She glided over to me with open arms.“I’ve been looking forward to meeting you for so long.” She hugged me and then pushed me at arm’s length, sizing me up from head to. "Well, I do love you how most sisters don't love their brothers. So I made a special exception for you," I replied."Well, a thank you is an order then," Mike said as he got on top of me.He kissed me again and even through his pants and boxers, his cock was extremely hard. I pushed down my pants and panties and he took them off, leaving me half naked. He put his hands on my boobs. and I just had B-cup tits, but he loved them as if they were D-cups."You know, none of my other boyfriends gave a. We sat on the bed and ate, and talked, catching up on the last couple of years. She started to get upset again, and was crying as she told me the story about how her boyfriend, Mark, had left her. They had been together since she was 16. Apparently he had met a girl online and was moving in with her. As we talked, I held her as she cried. She looked up at me and told me how much it meant that I had come to help her. She talked about how she hadnt had anyone to really rely on since her parents.